Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)
Chapter 1523

latest film swept every national award, leaving her practically drowning in trophies.

Aubree's career has been skyrocketing lately, making her the most followed female celebrity on Twitter. Even those who've been in the game a lot longer can only admire her success from a distance. She's like the female Keiran-everything she touches turns to gold. Her

But here's the kicker: despite getting three Oscar nods, she hasn't snagged the Best Actress award yet. Sure, three nominations are a big deal back home, but Aubree can't shake the feeling of not winning. She loves acting and losing herself in roles. Every director raves about her talent, but the Oscar? Still out of reach.

After binge-watching her own films, Aubree was still stumped about why she hadn't won. She spent a week at home, legs crossed, watching her movies on repeat, steering clear of people. With a month off, she skipped all the shows and events, even though her fans on Twitter were practically begging her to make an appearance. Since coming back from an international awards gig, she's been holed up at home.

Every day, someone knocks on her door, and she knows who it is. Sometimes, when she's feeling down, she waits before opening it. After ten minutes, she'd find a beautifully arranged meal waiting outside. She doesn't want to owe Andrew anything, but his quiet gestures make her feel uncomfortably grateful. She's been trying to draw a line between them, but his persistence makes it hard to cut ties completely. Feeling lonely but resisting his presence, Aubree decided it was time to chase a new role after devouring her movie collection.

This time, she wanted to break away from Stellar Stage Entertainment and network with different directors herself. There was buzz about a big-time director, Casey, auditioning for a lead actress. His name was all over the industry. Casey, a seasoned pro, had his own successful company, second only to Stellar Stage. He was in his sixties, with just one son to pass the company onto.

Aubree's agent scored her an

audition, and she got the address quickly-it was in a high-rise. As she headed out, she bumped into Andrew looking sharp in his suit for a work meeting. "Aubree," he said, lighting up as he moved closer, but then he hesitated. She gave him a polite nod and made a beeline for

her car.

With just a touch of makeup, she knew the script was tightly held by Casey. Nobody knew the role, and she had only fifteen minutes to prep. No second chances if she didn't make the first cut.

When she arrived, the room was packed with actresses waiting for their shot. Aubree, with her star power and three Oscar nominations at just twenty-five, was the biggest deal there. Ignoring the uneasy stares, she sat down and froze, her eyes landing on a girl across from her. It wasn't just any girl she looked eerily like Tessa Rowland, the

woman who'd left a lasting scar on

Aubree's mind.

As they exchanged glances, the girl gave a polite smile. Her agent whispered behind her, "That's Julia, a newcomer at Casey's company."

"Rowland?" Aubree thought,

connecting her to the

once-prominent Rowland family. But

since Tessa's fall, the Rowlands had

faded away, leaving no trace in Beaconsfield. Aubree shifted her gaze, determined not to let the resemblance mess with her focus.